I’m back from Calgary. I actually got back from Calgary on Friday, but had a very busy weekend, so I’ve only gotten around to posting now. A few thoughts on good ol’ Cowtown.
- I don’t mean this to sound critical, but it’s kind of unremarkable. It’s very spread out, got a lot of 70s architecture, and a prarie feel to it.
- The city’s fore fathers displayed a real lack of creativity when naming the streets. Of course, the upside of having numbered streets and avenues is that you always know where you are and how far you are from your destination. That latter point isn’t always a blessing–while walking I kind of like being surprising when I’ve arrived, having forgotten which street comes first.
- I blew off a couple of conference sessions and went to the Chinook Centre, a palatial mall out in the suburbs. At their 18-theatre multiplex, I watched the lousy Cold Creek Manor in matinee. The movie was crap, but my movie-watching experience was awesome–I was the only person in the theatre. How cool is that? It’s a good thing the movie wasn’t scarier, or I would’ve been freaked right out.
- All of the grates on the sidewalk in Calgary have odd feet shapes welded into them. Can anybody tell me what those are for? Are they functional or are they just quirky artifice?